Signals Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Strikes of lightning,
shout “take cover! ! ”,
all very frightening
as a wave of her baton
brings ensuing rolls of thunder
across the horizon.
Mother Nature drumming out,
signals that a storm is coming;
you can smell it in the air
closing in everywhere.
Eyes no longer deny
alerts given with such skill,
when droplets appear
on the window sills
Age old signs
to flee for safety of course;
a warning to have respect
for Mother Nature’s report.